Originally uploaded by madabandon.
I took this picture in PA the weekend before last. I was at a small farm buying vegetables and blueberries, and their flower gardens were so beautiful.
Today, despite the fact that my cold has morphed into a sinus infection of unprecedented ferocity, I persisted in my home improvements and painted the bedroom ceiling. Painting a ceiling is not easy. I did a pretty fine job, although I do have to touch up a few spots. All that is left now is the living room ceiling--a large expanse, but far fewer complicated obstacles than in the bedroom--and the bedroom walls, if I dare.
It is important for me to be productive, I have realized. If I am not composing, I'd better be doing something around the house. I am not lazy, that's for sure. I wish that I were lazy. I could relax more.